Another Morbid Moment.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008 at 11:11pm | Edit Note | Delete
I talked to the kids on the phone late last night. Drew was pretty tired, she had been on an overnight camping trip with friends. I asked her if she had any stories for me and she said "Yeah, lots." but I could hear in her voice that it was a bit of an effort to be awake.
"You sound sleepy, do you want to save the stories for when I come home?" I asked her.
She sounded relieved when she said "Yeah." and we said goodnight and I spoke with Janet and we said goodnight too and then I was sitting alone in the hotel room and it was very quiet.
There is nothing in the world that I want to hear more than those stories, and I found myself hoping that nothing happens to any of us between now and then.
I don't like being away from the fami